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Well I was setting traps out in a field at my cabin and a few hours later I returned and found that they were sucessful and caught a rabbit.
This was at midnight and it is 3 miles away from the cabin.
But then I started to hear coyotes howling and there was lots of them...
I made it home safely but boy it was a long and erie walk back or shall I say run.
EDIT: Wow I never expected this to be so popular!
Sad thing is, that Halo3mnky was just an account I made to bug Halo2mnky, If only I created this thread on my main account. So I may receive the credit for this there.
[Edited on 02.02.2009 10:04 PM PST]

Somehow I've already "liked" this old ass thread even though I don't recall it at all. Days of old
Why you elude my memory so
But as for OT
[spoiler]I've had many an eerie thing happen to me
From people watching me sleep on skype for eight and a half hours, to others google mapping my house.
Little shrines made from my photographs
(Came into my exes room and he had them tapped above his bed so he could see me every night before sleeping he said)
As far as too spooky activities
I'm p sure my grammas house is haunted and I don't really believe in that nonsense.
My gramma raised me and I've been moved out for years. But I used to visit often when I lived close and whenever I went to her newest home I would feel this heavy presence. The lights feel shrouded. Depressing.
While showering there I've heard screaming, an old alarm clock going off in the wall, crying and this low deep hum. Less like an electronic and more akin to factory machinery running idle.
I've asked my gramma about all this and she hasn't taken any note of it. But when I asked my youngest sister who stilled lived there at the time she would tell me see felt sick there. Drained and anxious. Though she doesn't hear the same sounds as I do she does note various noises that don't belong including a child mumbling in the bathroom. [/spoiler]

I remember being sleep deprived once, Toddlers were dancing on the kitchen countertop, with top hats. Don't ask. Then, being me, as a child I was creeped out. Now? I just kinda laugh at it. Wondering how the hell that even happened. Not many interesting things happen in my life.

I was once driving through a crowded night market (common in Southeast Asia) when I had to stop a light. When the crowd opened in front of me there was this kitten in the road that had been run over by a motorcycle. The mid section had been crushed and parts of its intestines had spoiled out onto the street but the upper half was still alive. All I could do was watch it claw at the air trying to fight the inevitable. I'll never forget that cats face. The was no fear, just anger, hate and desperation. It's how I imagine souls in Hell would look.

... And when he woke up in the morning she was still in his bed!!!!!! Ahhhh!!!!
... And then she wanted to make him eggs!!!!! Ahhhh!!!!!!
... And he said oh I don't have time I have a meeting at 12:30 and she said I'll drive you there. Ahhhhhh!!!!!!!
.... And he said no, no it's at my office it's like a half hour commute and she said I don't mind it's on the way to my kids pre-school!!!! Ahhh!!!! Ahhhh!!!!!!! Ahhhhhh!!!!!!!

I grew up in California and moved to Florida at 9. When I was living there strange things seemed to happen to me quite often, but I never thought anything of it. I figured that things that happened was In my head until I talked to my mom when I was older and she confirmed some of what happened to me. This though is by far the creepiest thing to happen to me, I can still see it like it happened yesterday.
I was riding around with my mother and her boyfriend at about 10 at night, we had stopped so I could go to the bathroom, I got out of the car and headed into some woods to take a leak by a tree. When I got to the tree the woods disappeared and everything went black, there was nothing around me slowly figures started to form in front of me(it was human shaped just outlines of bodies) I started to call for my mom but nothing happened the figures just kept walking around me not acknowledging me. I kept calling and calling finally one of the figures came over to me not saying a word(by the way they couldn't talk but I heard noise it was words but faint and I couldn't make it out enough to actually hear it) it just looked at me, I could see what looked like a face it had a nose, eyes, hair, things like that but just all black no color just the the shape of a face. I asked wheres mom was but it just kept staring at me not saying anything so I turned around and ran.
When I got far enough it started coming back, the trees, color, the world it all came back. I got out of the woods and ran to where my mother was and tried to tell her what happened but she just brushed it off. It wasn't for about another 2 years that she actually believed what I told her; the same thing happened but this time in daylight.
That's my story, it wasn't an experience I would like to have again.

When the little Konnect toys were a thing, I built a big space ship and put it on my top shelf so it wouldn't fall. Come home after highschool one day. I'm home alone. I hear a Big Bang upstairs in my room, I check it out, holding my baseball bat, open the door, to see my spaceship in a thousand pieces on the floor in the middle of the room... Still doesn't make sense.
Also In college, my duplex was empty, i was alone, then woke up in the middle of the night and saw an unknown face an inch from my own face, I kicked up and tried to push him off me, but no one was there. I left the house a drove around for a bit before returning.
Also went hiking during college to place I've never been before went down a path to a vista, then had a super strong sense of déjà vu, Kept walking, then a deer leapt out from behind some trees onto my path, and we both froze and stared at each other for a well over a minute before it took off.

I'm a security guard at this old restaurant, the place eventually went out of business because the manager and owner loved his money.
Kids started breaking in & painting the place up as a result security was hired to watch the place, I was filling in for the regular graveyard guard and it was a pretty good night up until 3:00 the lights started acting up and I swear I heard something drop inside the kitchen, I was freaked I went through the front doors, unfortunately I left the keys on a table and I was way to freaked to go back, I just broke down the glass doors with my shoulder & called my dispatch asking them what I should do, after calming me down they told me to just wait outside until the next guard was here.
Once I was relived by the next guy I went home and slept it off, I remember waking up smelling fishy & getting ready for work, I got a call from dispatch, telling me to not to go to the restaurant, the last guard was just killed, the cops are there investigating it.
I asked "an investigation already?" She said yes, apparently his neck was cut and the purl wrote [b]the hash slinging slasher[/b] on the wall.
I gasped so hard my gills flared up and I was winded.

This is the only memory I have from when I was three years old. I was living in Richmond, Virginia. I was up in my room playing with my toys when this little girl came up the stairs. She had one of those lace up dresses they wore in the 1800's. So she came up the stay and says, "Want to play"? Being young and naive and bored I said yes. We played with my Thomas the Tank Engine toys for awhile and had fun. Then my Mom came up the stairs and said "Who are you playing with"? At this point the little girl was behind me so my Mon couldn't see. I'm playing with this girl. I turn around and she's gone. My dad was cleaning out our fire place and at the moment he said "Honey come down here. Look what I found"! Keep in mind that this was a house built in the 1800's. Well my dad had found an old wood box. In the box were two pictures and a dusty old diary. One picture was of a family showing the parents and three children. Two boys and a girl. My Dad opened the diary and started flipping through it. He stopped at the last entry. It read this word for word. "To my beloved family. I have been sick for many weeks and feel myself growing weaker with every passing second. I want you all. To know I love you all dearly and am very thankful for all the care you have given me. I know things have been tough but you all are strong and can move on in life even if it is without me. I wish I could have lived longer with you all and seen my life through but it looks like that will not be. If God wants me in heaven I will go there. Do not mourn my passing but celebrate my life. That is my final request from you.
Your beloved daughter,
Carrie
To this day I'm still shaken to the core from that experience. My parents did a little digging and found out the family was ravaged by influenza. I can remember as if it was yesterday. You may not believe me but I'm not kidding. Think what you will but this is true.

When i was 5 i woke up at around 2am. My room was completely dark. I look at the wall to my right. A darker then dark shadow, a bog one too, is lying in my position. Suddenly it gets up. A couple seconds after realizing it, i burt out of my room and go to my moms room. It took me a month to sleep in my own room again.

At 5+ the night of which at 12:00 my grandpa died, and went into coma at 11:00 pm, at 11:00 I woke up in my room seeing a flag bearing a swatstica with bullet holes in it getting torn down by my grandpa, then heard heavy breathing, despite it not being mine, then it stopped a few minutes before we got the call, also up until 10 at night the sound of a dying kid screaming for his parents and help, would keep me up for 1-3 hours and then be muted by a gurgling noise.
Edit: also legit born on 9/11 to an hour before the first one hit.

This isn't really scary or paranormal, but its true. About 1 and a half years ago I woke up at about 5 in the morning on a monday, and got up. I found my mum staring out the window. I what i say from behind the blinds was pure red. I couldn't even see across the street through the red. We though something was majorly on fire and there was no TV reception. I went to school as usual and it was all the way there aswell! Only about 1/4 of the school students were there (out of roughly 1100). It was hard to see anything and later we found out that it was just a dust storm that came all the way from central Australia.
Not scary, just started off creepily, like the end of the world!

> 4th grade, had burritos from a greasy Mexican diner for dinner the night before
>Sitting in class, feel rumbling in bowels similar in magnitude to that which the great Cthulhu will produce when it returns
>Ask to go to the bathroom as the -blam!- begins to trickle out of my desperately clenched -blam!-
>My teacher says no, turns mother-blam!- -blam!- face back to board
>Start crying like the -blam!- 4th grader I was, -blam!- smell starting to spread in room
>Kids around me start making faces, cry more
>Decide I have no other choice, let loose the floodgates and feel sweet relief as the massive amounts of -blam!- evacuate my bowels
>Get detention, all worth it when I see sad Mexican janitor cleaning -blam!- up after school (my class evacuated after it all spewed out)